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Saturday, 9 February 2019

Just for a change - moving bark chip πŸ˜€

Daisy and I had a horrid night, the wind raged and screamed and howled, and my poor little girl was so very worried and restless.  Despite being more than a little sleep-deprived this morning, Storm Erik had just about blown himself out and things were calm enough that I could not miss the opportunity for another couple of hours shifting the bark chip pile.

Today's target was the area next to the Big Pond.  At present this is two small beds, it's likely that they will be combined at some point this year but for now it is all about thick layers of mulch.  Garden modifications can wait until later in the season.



I'm trying to do a complete bed each session, but there is a limit to how many small beds we have, and I am rapidly reaching it!  The Coppice is the size of many normal gardens but careful planning and planting means it can be managed with very little effort.  Next time I come out that's what I want to concentrate on, so in an attempt to give myself a head start I piled up lots of tubs ready for use.



Never wanting to miss an opportunity to be daft, I  have started putting markers on the fence to measure the progress of the shrinking pile.  Today's marker is the lilac strip on the right.  Last Thursday I got as far as the floral strip in the middle, and the time before that it was the beige bit of fabric on the left.



A final smile:   I went for a shower after supper and could see Daisy wanted to keep an eye on me, so I put a little fleece blanket on the bed for her to lay on.  In truth the real reason for the fleece was to keep her OFF my log cabin quilt, which is one of the 'special ones' that I am very fond of.  So Daisy being Daisy, this is where she arranged herself:









14 comments:

  1. More hard work done!!!!

    You didn't really think that Daisy would stay, only on her blanket, did you????? -grin-

    But she was good. She could have avoided her blanket, all together!!!!

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    1. She stays on that blanket when she knows she has to. But she is such a sweet girl, and not really naughty, that I can forgive her just about anything :)

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  2. The bark chip pile is definitely shrinking, and the photo of Daisy just made me smile :)

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    1. That pile is shrinking waaaaay too fast. I need to get onto Simon ASAP and see if he can deliver more - the forecast for the coming week is brilliant and I want to crack on whilst I can.

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  3. We have a throw on our bed that I don't mind Annie laying on but what I do mind more is when she scratches it down and makes a nest for herself on the duvet cover right against our pillows. Not really mind but you know what I mean. I suppose I could just turn back the duvet and let her get into bed :)
    The markers on the fence are a good idea, you work so hard and it must be good watching the heap shrink.

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    1. Yay - two Eileen's! How lovely 😊

      Daisy does not get on the bed much, but Ollie used to burrow into our bedding the way you describe, I found those lint rollers were the best way of removing hair and detritus!

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  4. Your log cabin quilt is beautiful ... the bit that Daisy has left free for us to see!

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    1. Thanks Eileen :) The quilt was made (nearly) completely with strips gifted to me by a very dear friend which is what makes it so special.

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  5. Well done on the hard work. Your garden looks great :)

    Loving that quilt! I've given up trying to stop the cats from sleeping on things they shouldn't :D

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    1. Thanks Nikki-Ann. Good luck with the cat thing . . . we both know you have absolutely no chance of success ☺️

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  6. Now why did you think Daisy would want to sleep on her blanket when there's a beautiful quilt on offer? Only the best will do. In fairness, it's a gorgeous quilt and I'd pick that over the blanket too.

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  7. Must admit storm Erik was a little boisterous.... however Moss slept through like a log unlike me who slept with one eye open as the wind howled around the house.

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    1. I was thinking along the lines of raucous and semi-out of control but boisterous is a good description. Hopefully the coming week will be more kind.

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